I think Crocs are cute for little kids, but nsm for grownups. Mostly I think they're cute on Violet Affleck.

Oh, have I mentioned here how excited I am that my childhood crush wrote the script for Gone Baby Gone (Dennis Lehane book), which is coming out in October?? And starring Casey Affleck, which is the connection there.

Crocs = cute and practical. Em has a pair of fuschia knock-offs.

Think I need a pair myself.

And looks like no Gaelic Storm for us, but a movie instead.

Also? Joe sent me flowers. AWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW

Black lace trimmed tank, green and blue random "ethnic store" skirt (knee length), crocheted jackety thing, Birks.

Tasteful diamond studs and solitaire necklace, my wedding set, and a vintage diamond ring.

The usual. Though often, you could swap the skirt for yoga pants.

AWWWWWW!

I'm babysitting for a friend Saturday so she can see The Prodigals and Flogging Molly at the Irish Festival.

Paisley cotton skirt in orange, brown, and purple. Brown v-neck t-shirt, brown braided flip flops.

Wedding set and great-grandma's ring.

Boss is pretty lax about his own business casual. He's always in jeans cause he's out on jobsites. We occasionaly have a casual Friday. Hmm...might ask for one tomorrow.

Oh and I always wear a ring my mom made in college--silver w/ jade stone. Desperately needs to be polished.

I feel like the knee-length bermuda shorts with a nice shirt and nice shoes (NOT a tshirt and flip flops) should be acceptable. But my office had gotten pretty casual by the end there.

And I think if it's summer and your skirt is knee length, hose are silly unless you need them so your shoes don't rub. (But NO HOSE WITH SANDALS!)

Personally, I'm against flip-flops and/or shorts in a business setting where you're meeting with clients and/or representing clients. It's just... meh. It's beach attire, formalized.

But I have craxy opinions, I know. I feel dressed down because I'm wearing casualish black pants and motorcycle boots today (with a nice top and the black blazer I keep here). This is only because I'm driving my (NEW!! OMG!!!) motorcycle home tonight, though. (VROOM!)

And, well, eff that. Why do we require starchy, uncomfortable clothes as markers that We are Serious Workers. This is Serious Company?

Plei, unsurprisingly, speaks for me. I mean sure, I am frequently baffled by what the other humans decide to wear to the office (looking like you bought your office wear from Fredericks of Hollywood OR like a year's worth of Lucky magazine threw up on you is not flattering to anyone, IMO), but I know I confuse them just as much.

Today's outfit: pink & black striped ballet flats; black knee-length bloomers with ruffly trim; pink knee-length petticoat; black rayon tank sundress with pink & black trim; and a waist-length black lace cardigan with ruffles, pink ribbons, and tiny pink buttons. Hair pulled back and held with pink & black lace ties; pink & black skull & crossbones cameo choker; pink & black skull earrings; and the usual hands full of rings.

But then, I refuse to work someplace with a strict dress code. That's one of the reasons I work in tech, dammit.

I refuse to work someplace with a strict dress code. That's one of the reasons I work in tech, dammit.

So very much this.